The yellow-haired young man has obviously been in the "bus pickpocket" industry for a long time, and the "social atmosphere" is very strong. Seeing that the young man was scolded by a few words, he immediately stood up to support him.

My father remained unmoved, maintaining a righteous and awe-inspiring attitude, and roared wave after wave: "What are you scolding? How old are you? I am about the same age as your father, and you usually talk to your father like this at home?"

"Open your mouth 'Lao Tzu', shut up 'Master'?"

"Who do you call your father?"

"Did you see that your father is also Lao Tzu?"

"That's what your dad usually taught you, didn't he?"

"Do you understand what it means to respect the old and love the young, and do you understand what it means to treat others with courtesy?

"Doing these things on the bus every day, you think you're pretty good, don't you?"

"It feels like the eldest of God, are you the second one?"

In the process of his father's roar, he seemed to arouse some of the anger, and he didn't give the yellow-haired young man time to react at all, and the sound came wave after wave, wave after wave towards the yellow-haired youth!

"Where did you go to school, and your teacher taught you how to disrespect people, how to steal?"

"Such an adult, don't you want to make a face?"

"As long as you open your mouth, you scold your mother, what does it look like under your nose? That's your mouth!

"Tell you, don't spray manure everywhere!"

"Only by respecting others can we win the respect of others!"

"It doesn't matter if you do something serious and earn less, the key is to be upright and real!"

Hearing my father say this, it may have resonated with most people on the bus, and they all felt very enjoyable.

Most of the people who take the bus and subway are working-class, and they can only hide far away when they see groups of thieves on weekdays, as long as they don't put their hands in their pockets, they will always maintain the mentality of "nothing to do with themselves", hiding behind others to "watch the excitement".

I don't know who shouted: "Well said!"

As soon as someone took the lead, the bus exploded as if it had lit a fuse, and everyone began to criticize the undesirable young people on these buses who "hurt others and benefit themselves".

"Yes, so young, how good it is to find a suitable job and make money steadily!"

"Save some money, marry a daughter-in-law, and live the life of the little people in peace, isn't it better than anything?"

"What this uncle said makes sense, you said that when you go home, the elders ask you where you work?

"Say you're a pickpocket, a thief, a thief?"

"That is, in this case, if you go back to one mouth, you have to lie, and if you tell a lie, you have to use ten or twenty lies to complete it!"

"When is it a head?"

"If your parents knew that you were doing this, wouldn't they be heartbroken?

Everyone followed the example of their father to "educate" the two young people in the car, and the young man who had split his head had already hidden behind the yellow-haired young man, not daring to raise his head, as if he was said to be a little remorseful.

But the yellow-haired young man's breathing was indeed getting heavier and heavier, and his face was flushed, and under the discussion around him, he finally became angry!

"Shut up!" the yellow-haired young man "couldn't bear it anymore," and angrily interrupted everyone's words, pointing at his nose and threatening his father: "Old thing, have you given you face?

"And you! You think you're all noble, don't you? Standing on the moral high ground one by one, counting others and educating others!", he said, took out a dagger from his waist and pointed it at everyone, stood on the spot and turned around in a half-circle: "You! You! and you!"

"Why don't you say it?" The yellow-haired young man suddenly became even more arrogant when he saw that the dagger had an effect.

At the moment when he took out the dagger, the people closest to the yellow-haired youth around him were so frightened that they involuntarily squeezed out, forming a "vacuum zone" with the yellow-haired youth as the origin in an instant.

I was already pressed against the window of the car and couldn't move, thinking, "Father, father, what are you all doing? Look at it now, it's over, this thief still has a dagger, in case this guy is reckless, you still have"

The father did not move, but was forced to move to the back of the car despite the crowd evasion. Despite this, he stepped out of the crowd and stood across from the yellow-haired youth facing him.

From the outside of the bus, only the yellow-haired youth and the separated youth stood in the empty middle position, and the father stood in a prominent position at the front of the crowd and watched them, but the bus was crowded with people at the end of the bus.

At this moment, those who have spoken are still a little regretful, and they already know what they are talking about? Are they causing trouble now? This has brought out the "ferocity" of this gangster!

There are also people who are still complaining about their father in their hearts, what is this old guy doing, and he is not stealing your things!

At this moment, the driver noticed the anomaly: "What's wrong, what's wrong? Why did you run to both sides?"

Although the driver listened to a rough idea during the drive, he still didn't know what was going on, and he didn't have time to care about anything else during the drive, so he yelled with the intercom horn device on the car.

But at this time, no one dared to speak loudly, for fear of angering the other party again, but the passenger next to the driver whispered to the driver: "The thief in the middle has taken out his knife!"

"Huh, what are you talking about?" the driver obviously didn't react a little, driving a bus for half his life, and it was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

All this came quickly, and before everyone could react, I heard my father yell:

"Driver, pull over! Open the front and rear doors to let the others out!"

"No, driver, I'll tell you! If you dare to stop, I'll slaughter one for you!"

As soon as everyone heard this, before they had time to rejoice, the yellow-haired young man extinguished everyone's glimmer of hope with a single word!

The driver listened to his father's words and was about to pull over, but was frightened by the yellow-haired young man's "decisiveness" and canceled the idea.

The father saw that the yellow-haired young man was so domineering, and then said: "Little brother, although petty theft is illegal, once caught by the police, it will be released after being disciplined for three or five days, if you take out a dagger like this and threaten everyone, and don't let everyone get out of the car, the nature will be different......

"How is it different?" the yellow-haired youth didn't speak, but the young man behind him asked.

"How is it different?" the father smiled and took a step forward, repeating his words.

"Don't come here!" the yellow-haired young man seemed to regret a little: "Say it quickly!"

When the father saw the appearance and behavior of the two, he immediately realized that they had scruples, and continued to explain: "Your behavior is called coercion in criminal law, and these people in the car are your hostages, that is, the objects of coercion. Criminal offenses, however, are punishable by three or five years at the least, to more than 10 years or even indefinitely! You are so young, the sentence of more than 10 years will be the end of your life! You think about it!"

After speaking, the father looked at the young man with no reluctance, and continued: "Little brother, he has been sentenced, and you can only go in to accompany him!"

The young man was already a little scared, but when he heard his father's words, he panicked even more, and asked tremblingly: "Ah? why, why? I didn't bring a dagger!"

"That's right!" the father said silently in his heart, and then continued to threaten them with his "psychological tactics": "Although you didn't take a dagger, you are with him, he is the main offender, you are an accomplice, if he is sentenced to more than ten years, you will be half of him, seven or eight years!"

"Ah, why are there so many, I haven't done anything!" the young man was a little confused.

"You really do anything, but the most important thing is that you are his helper! you help him through the whole crime process next to him!" the father's voice raised a few points.

"I didn't, I didn't!" the split youth yelled in defense.

Huang Mao is young after all, and he regretted it when he took out the dagger, and after listening to what his father said, he retreated, but just now "the words have been spoken, the knife has been shot", and it is difficult to ride a tiger!

Because of the man's face, he had to bite the bullet and continue to threaten: "Hmph! Lao Tzu is not scared! Even if he is sentenced, Lao Tzu will slaughter a few of his backs!"

That being said, Huang Mao still had some scruples and did not make the next move.

"Drink! It's so powerful!" When the father saw that it was a boiled duck, the yellow hair was a boiled duck - and his mouth was hard, so he shouted at the passengers and the driver: "Come on, come on, the male compatriots in the car surround these two guys, don't let them run away, but everyone must protect their own safety, and if they make any changes, we will greet him from behind! We are in legitimate defense! The driver drove the car directly to the nearest public security bureau or police station to see if they were still arrogant!"